"Hi." Miracle looked up when someone spoke in front of her.

She immediately wiped her wet hands before smiling at the girl. "Hello." He still greeted her even though he knew what had happened inside his room with his wife.

"You're Trigger's wife, am I right?" awkward maiden question to him.

Miracle nodded her head. "He doesn't love me. We're just married on paper," he replied immediately.

The girl in front of her smiled a little. "I wonder what's wrong with you. You're a very beautiful woman. You look so nice too. Why does Trigger seem mad at you?" it adds even more calmly.

The woman swallowed at the question heard. She doesn't know how to answer that one.

"Maybe he wanted to be free but I'm a big obstacle in his life. Who wouldn't want to get out of a forced marriage anyway?" she uttered.

The one in front of him smiled. "I am Enica by the way. I'll be glad if we end up being friends--"

"You had sex with the man who has a wife, and that woman is me. You still want to be friends with me?" Miracle asked.

"Had sex?" its question. Eventually he hesitated to laugh before looking back in the direction of the stairs. "About that. It's--"

"It's okay. It's not your fault. You also didn't know he was married." Miracle accepted the maiden's hand. "I'll gladly be your friend, Enica."

The person in front of him was about to smile when he suddenly looked down at her arms. Enica's eyes widened when she saw so many bruises there.

"Oh gosh." The girl suddenly approached Miracle to take a closer look at his arms.

"What the hell happened to your arms? Why so many bruises?" shocked and mixed with concern in its question voice.

Miracle awkwardly avoided Enica's gaze.

"I'm s-still learning how to cook, sometimes I clap k-so I pass--" Enica stretched her arm even more.

"Tell me the truth, Miracle. Is Trigger beating you up?" its angry curiosity.

"No!" Miracle immediately answered. "My husband isn't that kind of person--"

"He killed many drug lords in front of us and you'll tell me he can't hurt? You knew that aside from being a CEO, your husband has a business underground. And don't blame me for that. You're just sneaking in. "Miracle, are you crazy? Why are you letting that idiot hurt you?" Enica's irritated rebuke.

She took a deep breathe. "When he's just angry, he's hot-headed sometimes so he hurts me."

"Even though! That fucking devil. I'll teach him a fucking lesson." Miracle immediately stopped the girl when she tried to rush to the room where her husband was.

"Don't. Please. He'll hurt me when he finds out I'm complaining. Please, don't be Enica," she pleaded.

Enica immediately faced her. "He's my friend, Miracle. Maybe he'll listen to me. He's not doing it right. He never told us that he has a wife, that's why he's hiding it because he's making you a punching bag ?!"

"He'll never listen to anyone, Enica. P-Please. Just let us go. I'll handle this situation by my own. I'm begging you. Don't cut ties with Trigger because of this. He ' I'll lose a friend and I don't want that to happen, so just forget about my situation. " Full of pleading promise of the woman.

Enica took a deep breathe.

"I need to go. If I stay here any longer, I might throw your wife into the abyss." It angrily grabbed the shoulder bag from the counter before walking away.

Later, Enica immediately turned in his direction.

"You, stay away from him whenever he's angry. Don't show your face. If I come back here and you still have bruises on your arms, I'll beat him to death even if it's impossible. And here." The girl approached him and handed him a calling card.

"If you need my help, call me. If you want to get out of this house, call me. I'll take you away and I'll burn down this house afterwards. Got it?" this question is artistic.

Miracle just nodded her head in surprise.

"Good. Bye, pretty. I'll be back soon." He kissed her cheek before finally leaving the house.

She just stood there, shocked and speechless.

Miracle didn't expect that Enica will be her friend.

Enica just had sex with her husband. He must be angry about it. But the girl also didn't know that Trigger was married, she can't blame Enica either.

But she has the rights to be mad, the case is, she can't get mad at that girl. Enica is just like Shanelle.

Smiling Miracle looked at the calling card he was holding. She met another friend. She's so happy.

"Where's Enica?"

Fear immediately engulfed Miracle's system when her husband's voice was heard in the background.

She faced him. "He's just leaving."

There was no emotion that Trigger passed him, but it suddenly stopped walking in the middle. He faced her with a blank expression. "There will be a party here in my mansion next week. I want you to do your fucking best not to show your face in front of my guests. I'm sure your parents will lock you up inside a room so you wouldn't give us a hard time. But I'm fucking warning you, if you try to tell this to mom and dad, I'll drag your dead body in a river. "

The man quickly left in front of her after threatening her. Miracle just stood there, she can't move a muscle because of what she heard.

Trigger can really kill her if he wanted to.

"Starve that fucking brat and don't let her step outside that room!"

Miracle immediately sat down on the floor and covered both of her ears when she heard her father's voice again.

Afraid he hid in the corner while forcibly dismissing what had happened in the past.

"I said I can fucking handle those stuffs, attorney. I'll let my secretary talk to you. He'll discuss important matters about that partnership." Miracle stopped going downstairs when she heard her husband's angry voice in the living room.

The woman immediately walked towards the direction of her husband who was talking on the phone. It looks troubled and busy.

"I wonder what's happening," she whispered while hiding through the wall.

His wife swallowed her own sense. "Yeah. And those people who kept on badmouthing me behind my back, inside my own company, tell them that I'll be there. I'll attend the meeting after lunch time."

When Trigger put down the cellphone he was holding, there was no sound as the woman walked towards the man.

"Is there a p-problem with the company?" she asked him with a soft tone.

There was no answer as Trigger stood up to pass him.

"Is it about the investors? I h-heard from your secretary last night that many pulled out of your project today?" he added.

The man stopped walking and faced her. "Stop sticking your nose in everybody's business, Miracle. You don't--"

"But I am your wife legally. I n-need to make sure that you're doing well. Trigger, I also have a right to the company because my parents are your business partners," Miracle replied.

Trigger stood there, he didn't say anything. He just threw the cellphone on the sofa and looked up again to watch her.

"What can your questioning do? Even if you're aware that the company is facing a big dilemma right now, you won't even help. You can't. So stay the fuck out of my business."

"It's not easy for you to accept other people's suggestions so the board members are angry with you, Trigger. I'm not talking to you as your wife right now, I'm worried about you. You need to listen to their suggestions "The project you are planning now, if you continue that demolition, people will lose their houses. You'll even ruin the environment. If you really want to continue your project, listen to the board members' suggestion. solve what you want without affecting people. Or, maybe they have another place to suggest to you that won't have that much of an impact. They're not just investors, Trigger. of the company so listen to them, "Miracle said in her professional tone.

She wanted to tell this to Trigger so badly. He knows how nasty the wife is, it doesn't listen to the suggestion of others.

"Who are you to tell me those things?" the man's question expression was dark.

"Do I have to be an important person in your life for you to listen to me? It's the best you can do, Trigger. So they pull out of the company because they don't like the plan you're laying out. You'll lose a big amount of money once they quit, "she explained even though she was nervous. Later, her husband may become angry and hurt her again.

"Fucking money, I don't need their money for my company to be successful. I can even buy their lives." Trigger was about to turn around again but Miracle answered immediately.

"It's not their money that you need. It's their knowledge and power, they're experts in this field. They've been handling companies for a long time so you need them. You'll have a hard time finding a good airline if Mr. Freli pulled out of our company. You will lose a lot. Including the connections they have. Those people are kind and genius ones so it will be difficult for the company to find their replacements. Just this time, Trigger. Listen to their suggestions , "he said calmly.

Trigger clenched his jaw. "No," she said sternly in an angry and raging tone.

Frustrated, Miracle looked after her husband as he rushed up the stairs. She didn't say anything, she just let it act like that. Maybe his head was hot so he would just let the man cool down.

That's the problem with Trigger. He's a good CEO, a very clever one. But he doesn't listen to other people's suggestion. It wants him to follow only his plan, and let others just agree with him.

He doesn't accept suggestions because he always thinks that his plans are the best.

Miracle knew that his plans are really good and outstanding, but for this project, he also disagreed.

Her husband intends to demolish a community because there is too much land there. In addition, they are close to the forest and there are many establishments that can be built. But many people will lose their home.

Yes and the company will refund the price of the damaged materials. But the work of those people is right there on the spot. If they need to leave, they'll have a hard time for sure.

Miracle took a deep breathe. She doesn't know where she got the courage to counsel her husband.

She really hates it when Trigger's company is facing a big problem. Especially and with regard to the course he completed sa such field.

She's known to be the most professional dean lister in her university back then. She's perfectionist when it comes to business. So maybe he suddenly visited and told his wife.

Miracle suddenly missed those old days. Everyone in that university loves her. Those professors are really nice. The people there have a lot of trust in her, they always see her as a woman who will become successful in the near future.

But look where she is now. Caged inside a life she never wished for.

Miracle shook her head and quickly climbed to the second floor. Quickly with feet he walked into the room in the far corner.

A smile immediately appeared on her lips when she saw the painting she was currently finishing.

Her works are scattered around the whole room. He intends to sell his works but he regrets losing them in his hands.

She sat down in front of the painting she's working on. She smiled and caressed her own stomach as she watched the work in front of her.

"I'm excited to see you, baby."

Miracle's hand stopped from painting when one thing struck her mind. He lowered his hand before smiling sweetly.

She hurriedly went outside the room before closing it. He next walked closer to the digital calendar taped to the wall. A smile immediately crept across her lips when she saw the date.

She felt so stupid that she just realized it now. It's October 12, and Trigger's birthday is in October 13. It's his wife's birthday tomorrow but he forgot!

She walked towards their room to see if Trigger's there, but she found no traces of her husband.

"Maybe it's in the company. I'm so tired, I don't want to rest," she softly murmured to herself.

He looked at the digital calendar again. She's so excited for Trigger. She wants her husband to feel happy on her birthday. He only saw Trigger celebrate his own birthday once, and no one else greeted him.

Even Trigger's brothers and parents are mad at him. The Knights family knew what Trigger's doing to her so the whole Knights were wild with the man. Maybe that's one of the reasons why her husband is so mad at her.

Maybe Trigger's blaming her about it.

That's why Miracle never wanted her husband to lose some friends, to lose Enica. He must be so lonely in his life.

In her situation, her parents are also mad at her for unknown reasons. But he was used to such a situation. Even when he was young, he only received beatings and anger from them so it was not new.

But Trigger, the situation is different. He used to be close to his brothers until she came and ruined his life.

Miracle sighed when she remembered that she didn't have a gift for her husband yet. The woman's eyes rolled quickly, wondering what she would give her as a gift.

Trigger has everything, so when he gives material things to it. It doesn't have a pack, and it can't even be excited.

She bit her lower lip before running towards the room where she was. Maybe if she'll paint Trigger's portrait, he'll get excited since it's not something that a person will expect.

Her heart almost jumped with joy as she carefully painted her husband's face. After all, he was always frowning and she had never seen him smile in front of her, she painted Trigger's portrait where he's smiling sweetly.

"I hope he'll like this one," she whispered to herself.

THE woman was tired of lying on the bed when she felt pain in her arms. It took him four hours to paint a picture of the wife.

In the end, her struggles are worth it. Trigger's portrait is the one of the most beautiful piece she ever painted.

He stood up on the bed and set aside the portrait of his wife and her baby. She giggled softly while staring at the two most important people in her life.

"Your father will like you for sure, baby. I hope everything will be okay once he found out about your existence," she whispered while staring at her child's image.

She went down to the kitchen to cook for her husband. Shanelle told her that whenever her husband is tired and stressed, she cooks it. That's why Miracle wanted to that also.

He knew that his wife would come home later. Trigger usually comes home between 12 AM to 2 AM around weekends. It is true that he wanted to greet it at the drop of twelve o'clock.

Seeing how Trigger acted a while ago, it feels like he forgot about his birthday also.

Miracle rolled her eyes when she heard the crackle from the living room. He hurriedly got out of bed and put on the house slippers.

She got out from their bedroom to confirm if her husband is already home. When she peeked from above, she saw Trigger sitting on the sofa while massaging his own forehead.

Miracle hurriedly took the portrait she painted and carry it as she went downstairs. Trigger hadn't noticed his presence yet so he carefully laid the painting on the side.

Before he approached it he felt the cellphone vibrate from inside the pocket. She quickly opened the message from an unknown number.

Hey, pretty! I took your number from Trigger's phone a while ago so don't ask me where I got it. This is Enica. But look at this. Your husband's with someone else a while ago. I wanted to punch him straight on the face but I didn't want to lead you. Do you know this girl, by chance? If not, I'll beat her to death.

After Miracle read Enica's message, she then opened the picture she sent.

She saw Trigger's picture accompanying another woman. And they look sweet.

Miracle smiled bitterly. What else has changed?

She approached Trigger who immediately looked up when she noticed his presence.

"Why are you still awake?" its a cold question.

Miracle felt Trigger's aura in an instant. She knew that he's having a big problem right now. Maybe another issue happened to the company. So even he was lethargic because of the message he received from Enica, instead of wishing her 'Happy birthday', other words came out of his mouth.

"What happened?" she worriedly asked him.

Trigger didn't answer her. She was about to open the lights but Trigger stopped her by grabbing her wrist. "Go to sleep. Don't mind me."

Miracle sluggishly grabbed her hand before staring at her husband.

"You look bothered. Tell me, what happened to you? Is it about the board members?" he asked weakly and cautiously.

The asswa's temper may get worse and he may feel angry. She doesn't want to give Trigger a stressful birthday.

The man averted his eyes. "All of the investors pulled out their investments from the company," it replied weakly.

Miracle's eyes widened. He immediately sat down next to the man. "What? Why? What happened? Did you have a fight?"

Trigger clenched his jaw. "You don't care. Stop asking me."

He got up from his seat but Miracle quickly pulled his wife's arm and made him sit down again. "Trigger tell me what happened. I don't want to be clueless about what's happening to you because you're still my wife."

It snatched the arm from his grasp. "Those jerks pulled out their investments because of my project. There, I said it! That's not my fucking problem here. I called my brothers to help me but they never answered me back. I'm fucking tired of all these bullshits that happened to me in this day, so stop asking me! "

Miracle didn't flinch when Trigger burst out in anger.

All she can see right now is not her husband who's very independent and strong. All she can see right now is her vulnerable husband who's seeking for someone's attention and care. And even his own family can't give that when he's facing a big problem like this.

She pulled his arm before letting him sit on the sofa. Silently his wife sat down. She moved a little to leave some space between them.

"Didn't you really force them to come back? You should offer them something," he said softly.

Trigger massaged his head slowly. "They didn't listen to me. I couldn't stop them because they told me that they have decided already."

"Your project is helpful, Trigger. Many people are looking for a job and your project can help them. But many people will also be affected by what you do," the girl explained.

"You don't understand me. That project can help those people also. I'll give them money to find a new house somewhere. And if you're worried about their jobs, I'll offer them a job also!" the man replied angrily.

She sighed heavily. "By the way, eh. Why are investors mad at you?"

"They can't trust me. They kept on saying that those people are not qualified for the job I'll offer to them. Everyone's telling me not to continue this project, but I planned this for almost one year and I never want to throw it because I trust my self. Seeing those board members' reaction a while ago. I don't know what to do to convince them anymore. Even my brothers doesn't want to help me. " Trigger pulled himself up after saying that.

Miracle placed her one hand on Trigger's back. He lightly patted his wife's back to let her know that he was not alone.

"I believe in you. They'll understand your intentions soon once you talk to them. Baut for now, I believe in you, Trigger."

Slowly the man looked up. "What?"

Miracle quickly removed her hand from the man's back. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have touch you--"

"You still believe in me even if those people are badmouthing me?"

The woman blinked. "I'm married to you, Trigger. I'm not married to them so I'll believe in you."

Miracle stood up. "Also don't frown anymore." She smiled sweetly before opening the lights.

"Happy birthday!"

Creased when Trigger looked at him. "Birthday? What are you talking about? My birthday's on October 13."

Miracle quickly pointed to the digital calendar. "It's October 13."

Trigger's eyes widened when he saw the calendar. He rubbed his whole face. "Fuck, I didn't even realize that."

The man removed his hand from his face before looking back at him. "You woke up to greet me?"

Miracle nodded her head before walking closer to the painting she had been carrying earlier. She removed the cover before showing it to Trigger. "Good!"

Trigger's eyes were stuck on her painting. Its gaze was not removed from its own portrait.

"What's that? It's my picture, oh shit, why am I fucking smiling there? I never smiled in a camera--"

"I painted it," Miracle cutted him off.

She frowned when the man turned to her. It stood to take a closer look at the painting.

"This is your art?"

She smiled before nodding her head. "I never see you smiling that's why you're smiling here. You're stunned, are you amazed at yourself or my work?" he asked.

Trigger immediately removed the amazement from his face. He frowned. "No, it's ugly."

Miracle glanced at her painting. "It's beautiful."

Trigger pointed out the small drip of paint on the side. "It's messy. I don't like it."

The woman frowned at what her husband had pointed out. "It's just a drip of paint. It's not even messy. 'Then you're smiling here, you're so handsome--"

"No. I don't like it. If you really love this painting then you can keep it inside our room. But me?" Trigger roamed his eyes on the painting again, trying to hide the amusement in his eyes. "I hate it. Keep it if you love it too much. But it's not even that beautiful."

He was about to leave when Miracle held his wrist again.

"Wait, it's not over yet."

She pulled her husband, dragging him to the kitchen. He turned on the light and immediately the two of them opened the prepared food.

In the middle is a large cake that he himself baked.

"Why is there so much food in here?" he asked her.

"We'll celebrate your birthday. Or if you don't want me near." Miracle stepped slightly away from the wife. "I'll give you space if you don't want me near. Just eat."

He rolled his eyes before sitting on the dining area. Miracle didn't notice the shock in her eyes when her husband sat down in front of the food.

This is the first time that Trigger will taste the food she cooked. She wanted to cry in happiness but it's not the right time for that.

Miracle placed the plate and utensils in front of Trigger. She was about to serve him but he stopped her by holding her wrist.

"I can move. Come with me. I hate eating alone." Although the woman was shocked, she chose to follow her husband.

"Ahm, where will I sit? Here?" She pointed to the chair that's five meters away from Trigger.

He tsked at her. "Beside me. Hurry up, you're making me mad."

Miracle didn't say anything. He just sat in the chair to the left of the wife and started taking food.

She can't help but to stare at her husband who's now eating the food she cooked. It used to be just his dream. But now, it's happening. She couldn't believe her own eyes.

MIRACLE pouted her lips while staring at the painting. He left his wife in the dining room for a while because she was still busy washing her hands.

Trigger doesn't like her art so she's planning to throw it away. He will just do something new again, just in case his wife likes it.

She carried it and was about to throw it outside when Trigger saw her.

"What are you going to do with it?" wrinkled when his wife asked.

"I'll throw it away, you said I'll throw it away--"

"No!" its cry. But he also calmed down immediately when he saw her reaction. "I mean, you can keep it if you want it. I just don't find it beautiful, but you keep fucking keep it."

Miracle shook her head. "I don't want to keep a failure that's why I'm going to throw it away."

"No," Trigger replied sternly.

"Why? I thought you didn't like it?" wrinkled when Miracle asked.

"It's ..." The man's eyes rolled. He opened his mouth like he's about to say something, but his forehead immediately wrinkled as if he was still angry. "It's beautiful."

Miracle stood there, surprised and speechless. He just watched his wife rush up the stairs.

"It's beautiful?" she uttered while looking at her art.